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“Whose blood on your face?”
Mmm. He must have smeared it on himself when he’d wiped his brow. “One of the officers got shot.”
Shep acknowledged with a nod. “Damn, what a clusterfuck. I’d rather fight fires than bullets any day.”
“You and me both.”
“Let’s wrap this up and head back to the station.”
“You got it, Cap.”
“You okay, Hoss?” Jared asked as he shoved the shifter into gear.
Why does everyone keep asking me that? “I’m good. You?”
“I’ll feel better after I change my underwear. I nearly shit my damn pants.”
Mike would laugh but he didn’t feel much like laughing. He had been scared too.
“I tell you, I’ve never been shot at before.”
“Sheds a whole new light on first response.”
“I’d rather tackle a burning building any day.”
Mike agreed, but at the moment his jaw ached and his temple throbbed like hell. He leaned his head back against the head rest.
Back at the firehouse, Mike was peeling off his gear when he heard a shrill whistle. He glanced over his shoulder and found Laredo holding Mike’s helmet, clearly fascinated by it.
“Would you look at this?”
“Damn, Hoss. You lucky to be alive,” Cooper said, staring at it.
“What are your dumbasses gabbing about?”
Laredo held out the helmet. “See for yourself.”
Mike took the headgear and a knot caught in his throat.
A bullet hole.
“You sure you’re okay? You’ve got blood on the side of your head.”
Are you all right?
Whose blood on your face?
Mike touched his temple, remembering wiping what he’d thought was sweat.
“You’re looking a mite pale there, Hoss.” Cooper clasped him on the shoulder and proceeded to examine Mike’s head. “You better thank the man upstairs. He had an angel watching out for you tonight.”
Still in a haze of shock, Mike glared at the kid. “That is a bullet hole, right?”
“Sure looks like one to me. You’ve got a crease, right here.” Cooper touched a spot above Mike’s ear and drew back a spot of blood. “With your black hair, this blended right in.”
“I thought it was sweat.”
“Maybe you better get checked out, Mike,” Laredo said, sticking his noggin right in Mike’s face.
